Reminiscent
If one reminds me
In the wee hour
My joy feels no bound
And spread Wings -no barrier
When you tell me this
Inform me of your reminiscent
I, being a true lover
Kiss on your hand with heroic bent
Truly, I'm not a guy to be remembered
So your reminiscent makes me more humbled!
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